Within this glass dome, a dandelion holds its breath — as if pausing between flight and farewell.

The blue rose below speaks of impossible devotion, while warm Himalayan salt and pale stones cradle it in quiet light.

Together, they form a world where time slows, and love, though fragile, remains.

每一個瞬間，都像蒲公英飛起前的靜止。那些未說出口的話、未完成的擁抱，都被封存在這片柔光中。

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紫霧般的柔光包圍著花朵，像是夢境與現實之間的朦朧邊界。

是一場午後微睡時墜入的幻想，蒲公英在夢中輕輕飄落，一如思念悠悠飛遠。